By Tacio Tamayo
Fostered
mind never dies
Subconsciousness
is empowered
Psycho
tends to attack me
But
my heart buffers my feelings
In
dreams of majestic kingdom
Where
my life is so magnificent!
That
I become the king of authority
And
my staff are rimmed with folly
Craze
in my soul attacks my stillness
Worries
always impossible to appease
When
night time comes that round and circled
To
you my glowing spot
That
my experience was not even be talked
And
my kins have banished in my sight
That
I become lump and piece
Instantly
I will be joined that earth
Just
want to defend myself from you;
You
who with slanderous mouth
Testifying
untruth words
Against
me that steadfast and still
I'm
hoping for a good spirit
For
today I was caged
For
the judgment of no basis
Of
being insane from sane.
